Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1173 - 592 If I Move One Step, I Lose_2

Chapter 1173: Chapter 592 If I Move One Step, I Lose_2

At that moment, Yan Fei knew. "Teacher Sun Lutang? Do you want to practice Xingyi or Bagua?"

Yan Fei’s Liuhe Fist, officially called Xinyi Liuhe, shares a lineage with Xingyi, so he definitely knew of Sun Lutang.

"No!" Sun Sihai shook his head again. "What you mentioned is modern. Let me give you a hint, from the Tang Dynasty, super famous, everyone knows him, adults and kids alike..."

"The Tang Dynasty?" Yan Fei thought for a moment. "Super famous... Sun Simiao? He’s the Medicine King, I’ve never heard of him practicing any martial arts?"

"Wrong, wrong, it looks like you won’t guess it. I’ll tell you!" Sun Sihai expressed his disappointment. The next sentence instantly let Yan Fei know that this guy was definitely on par with his ’Fool’ deskmate. "Monkey King, Sun Wukong, famous enough for you! I’ve always felt I should practice Monkey Kung Fu..."

Yan Fei really didn’t want to listen to what followed.

Sun Sihai rambled on by himself. Seeing that Yan Fei was silent, he gestured with his eyes, "Hey, look over there. Our head at least looks like someone who practices martial arts, but that one over there probably just followed a martial arts school for two or three days, knows he can’t compete, so he’s here to sneak a certificate!"

Yan Fei had already noticed the student Sun Sihai was hinting at, a short boy wearing thick bottle bottom glasses. Not only was the boy short and skinny, he didn’t even look like a high school student. Even among middle schoolers, he would only be considered of average height.

Plus that thick pair of nearsighted glasses, he didn’t at all look like someone who had practiced martial arts from a young age. Sun Sihai’s claim that he had learned a few days in a martial arts school to sneak a certificate could be quite accurate.

"We’re all here to sneak some extra points. As long as we can get a certificate, that’s good enough," Yan Fei replied with a smile, feeling that he should at least keep him company to kill the boredom, despite him being a bit of a ’Fool’.

Sun Sihai nodded. "Yes, that’s true. Probably his family pulled some strings, otherwise he wouldn’t dare..."

He was about to say more when voices from outside interrupted him, and he quickly fell silent. Then a large group of people entered, with four or five at the front who appeared to be teachers, followed by a dozen or more students of various ages, some looking to be about ten years old, all dressed in practice attire, presumably students.

After entering, the students in practice attire swiftly found seats on the side without waiting for instructions.

A few teachers walked over to the next row of tables, and one wearing glasses cheerfully said to a young man, "Teacher Sun, you are the chief examiner today, please come this way!"

The one referred to as Teacher Sun replied with a smile, "It’s just us few, no need for formalities!"

While he spoke modestly, he unhesitatingly took the central seat.

Sun Sihai, sitting beside Yan Fei, heard the young man’s surname and couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, "Heh, the chief examiner shares a surname with me, stretching five hundred years old and still related."

Then the teacher with glasses spoke up, "The chief examiner today is from the Provincial Sports Committee, Teacher Sun, a descendant of a famous martial arts family. Let’s welcome him, and ask Teacher Sun to say a few words to everyone."

The clapping that started sporadically stopped as quickly. Facing the large hall with only a few scattered people, Teacher Sun likely wasn’t much interested in speaking and simply said, "I won’t say much more, I hope everyone will approach this examination with a serious and earnest attitude, and I hope everyone can pass successfully."

After finishing, he turned to the teacher with glasses. "Let’s start with the roll call! Finish it quickly and let’s get started, so we don’t delay our attendance at the award ceremony."

The amiable teacher with glasses encouraged everyone, "This year’s examinees all look spirited, not bad, not bad. Don’t be nervous, it’s just a normal examination, just perform normally as you practice. Now, let’s begin the roll call..."

When the roll call was complete, he smiled and said, "When your name is called, please step to the center for the examination. The people here are this year’s winners in routine and free combat competitions, and they’ve come to observe and learn. They’ll also act as witnesses, so you can confidently showcase your skills. If we judges are unfair, they won’t approve of it!"

The small joke over, he announced, "All right, let’s begin the roll call. The names are not in any particular order; they’re simply arranged alphabetically by surname. Those with names further down, don’t be anxious..."

The short boy with glasses, whose surname was Bu, had an advantage from his surname and was called first. The boy went up, saluted with a formal martial arts greeting, assumed his stance, and then performed a set of Tai Chi Fist. But just as Sun Sihai said, the boy didn’t just lack presence; even his stance wasn’t up to par.

Sun Sihai murmured, "What did I tell you? He could only manage to learn an old man’s Kung Fu like that..."

After he finished, there was no immediate announcement of whether he passed; the teacher with glasses just asked him to sit aside, and then called the next name.

The following participants, whether handling weapons or performing hand-to-hand forms, seemed to have put in real effort. All of their performances were crisp and decisive, without any hesitation or sluggishness.

These routine performances were quick, only a few minutes each. Soon it was Sun Sihai’s turn. He took off his outer shirt, ran to the center, saluted, and began his performance.

His Ground Lying Fist performance did have a strong visual appeal, and as he had trained hard, it looked quite spectacular.

However, as the name Ground Lying Fist implies, despite various jumping and evasive moves, rolling on the ground was unavoidable. And since the mat in the center of the arena wasn’t very clean, it was particularly unfortunate that underneath his outer shirt, he had been wearing a white short-sleeved shirt.